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Monday, April 7, 2008

Sometimes there is just too much to do...

This past weekend we finally got around to putting up the wall to divide that long funky back room into two separate rooms. Our brother in law came over, and since my sister had one kid at gymnastics, the other kid was here with us. More correctly here with me, since all the guys were working. When Erina called after gymnastics were over to see how little Brielle (11 months old) was doing I said OK. See Brielle is 11 months, she wants to move and crawl and get into everything. If she can reach it, she wants to eat it. WE however have a TWO month old. That means that we aren't crawl proof. Not even a little bit. So I spent the majority of the time juggling Ty and Brielle. She would only watch TV for so long and then she wanted to get down, or be held. Held she was. When Erina called to say she was on her way, I had just about had enough. I told Erina I was thinking about putting her in one of the large dog kennels with a bunch of toys so she could play. I rationalized it was just like a play pen, about the same size, and it had a roof...even safer! Erina's amazingly cool, "I'm a mom of 2" response? "Wouldn't there still be a lot of dog hair in there?" Honestly....*I* was joking, but if that's all she cares about, next time I am happy to sweep the dog cage out, THEN load it with toys and her daughter and shut the door. Apparently that is an acceptable form of child care once you have more than one child. Mike and I are SO all set. We have two cages that large, and even a small one for a real little baby! Bring on more kids :)

1 comment:

Hello! I just read a post you left on adoption.com and it really gave me an opportunity to see things in a diff. light. Thank you for that. Your post was about some ladys at a consignment event...

My husband and I (also in our very early 30's!) are in the middle of our first adoption. What her BM did makes me so angry. It is very easy to feel that these moms didn't want the kids. I also work in a NICU at a local hospital and I see babies every single day where the mom comes in, gives birth, and leaves. WITHOUT the kid.

About Me

I am Amy, married to Mike in May of 2005. We live in a home built in the 1850 and are renovating it at a snails pace. Add to the mix our two amazing sons through domestic adoption, Tyler (Jan 2008) and Matty (April 2009) along with three crazy dogs and I'm sure you can guess that I blog only when I have a spare moment!